Chapter 8 Books of Account
"You, what did you say?" Luo Yunyang couldn't believe what she heard, hadn't she been stalking herself all the time, and she let go so easily.
Luo Yun's eyebrows furrowed, worried that Feng Yunxi had some conspiracy.
Feng Yunxi rolled her eyes angrily, "You really think you are a cabbage, everyone wants to arch, this princess doesn't like you anymore, she won't marry you, understand!" ”
Really, forcing her to scold!
Luo Yunyang pursed his lips lightly, his eyes clear, "I hope you do what you say." ”
Clasp your hands together and salute, "Take your leave." ”
His Yin'er has been sent to Taimiao, he still needs to find a way to get her back, Taimiao is hard, how can she stand it.
Luo Yunyang walked in a hurry, and Feng Yunxi shook his head when he saw it.
With such a long love for children, where is there still the appearance of a young talent.
Feng Yunxi dared to bet that such a Luo Yunyang would inevitably not be a big deal, at most he would kill a thousand enemies and lose eight hundred.
"Shallow summer, what time is it?" Feng Yunxi leaned lazily on the back of the chair and yawned.
"Princess, it's just time for dinner." After Assuma finished speaking, a group of domestic servants rushed in with dishes, and some were responsible for setting up the table.
Feng Yunxi was very satisfied, "Xia Xia, the son can be taught!" ”
Qianxia smiled and said nothing, her own princess drowned this time, as if she was a different person, and she was brainwashed even more, more things are better than less, and she can sit and never stand or something like that.
Originally, the princess's mansion had a special place to eat, but because of the princess's words, she ordered the servants to send it here.
The chefs in the princess's mansion are all imperial chefs personally selected by Xuanyuan Ying, and the meals they make are a little more delicious than those in the palace, and to solve the current problem, Feng Yunxi eats very happily.
"Qianxia, you go and bring me the account books of the past few years in the mansion for me to see." She still needs to know a little about the current situation of the princess's mansion.
"Yes, princess!" Although the princess's mansion has been managed by Li Mo all these years, she has been caught dead by the account books, so she thinks that one day the princess will be able to take a look.
Recognize what kind of person Li Mo is.
Qianxia was very efficient, and after a while, he brought dozens of account books over.
Feng Yunxi looked at these neatly recorded account books, and felt a little more recognized for Qianxia, and directly picked up the top account book, which was the account book for this winter.
She flipped through it carefully, looking at each page seriously, but the speed was extremely fast, and her face became more and more heavy.
Finally, he closed the account book and threw it on the table, "These are all reported to you by Li Mo?" ”
Every expenditure and income in the account books is clearly recorded, but none of them are correct.
It was obviously winter, and there was a snow disaster in the north, but the cloth village under her name was unable to make ends meet, and the cotton production was delayed, and finally it was sold at a low price.
And the last time she and the prince of Jin, she was already at a loss, and Li Mo came forward and compensated part of the property under her name to King Jin.
Who knows, this part of the industry is the most profitable part of her name, no wonder she doesn't even have the money to raise soldiers!
"Princess!" Qianxia looked at Feng Yunxi's increasingly ugly face, and knelt down with a plop.
"The slave knows that you trust Li Mo, but this person is deep in thought, and you must be vigilant!"
Feng Yunxi looked at Qian Xia coldly, "Li Mo can't believe it, what about you?" Monk? ”
Qianxia raised her head and looked at Feng Yunxi in surprise, in disbelief.